It's pronounced meece not mice

  Because of our America's lack of concern for finding appropriate means to dump waste, I ended up with nuclear sludge running down the sidewalk of our neighborhood and it caused quite a ruckus. Not only that but a family of meece, not mice, seemed to have been using the muck as some sort of summer day spa. Needless to say they went all bad 80's movie on me and turned into intelligent entities. The are now in a cro mag-non type era and are developing stone tools. I check in on them every once an a while as they roam my garage believing it to be some sort of Pangea. This is quite astonishing of course since I have never witnessed such a feat. The meece are creating little huts and hunting the cockroaches as if they were mastodons. The meece have achieved the ability to create fire out of various things they find in the garage/Pangea. Their numbers are increasing everyday and it seems that the meece enjoy intercourse and do it frequently. Toxic sludge must accelerate birthrate and aging because these meece are jumping years ahead in a matter of days. At first I was a little depressed because I wanted the meece to turn into teenage karate fighting meece who love pizza. Then we could battle a foe who holds a grudge of his master's, master's, master's, master's, master's, master's enemy. By the way that costume was ridiculous. But actually I find myself playing God with the meece and i must say it is quite exhilarating. Every so often I go in a create a natural disaster of some sort to tame the population and teach them a lesson. I find normal life so bland now that I have become a God. It's no fun to just sit around and do nothing when I could be teaching a civilization how to read, or burning one to the ground. I feel myself slowly detaching from the rest of the world, and shouldering the burden that is the meece kingdom. I must go for now because the meece are in a medieval period and they are drinking their poo water at an alarming rate. Goodbye for now I will continue to document the evolution of the meece kingdom.

                        - Willy Ellington